He spoke with plausibility.

The Confucian scholar in white saw Su Xun approaching and whispered: "Brother, do you want to take a calligraphy test?"

Su Xun stopped, blinked, and said, "Is that correct?"

Children and old men are not deceived, and there is no need for money if they are not sure.

Su Xun glanced at the calligrapher and said, "Then I won't do the test."

Why is it unexpected? Confucian scholars are puzzled.

I control my own life.

The Confucian scholar touched his forehead.

He frowned and said helplessly: "Young people nowadays are not easy to deceive."

He immediately took off his white belt and wrapped it around his forehead.

In three or two steps, he arrived in front of Su Xun and Jue Wuhen.

Mother, my child is unfilial. You died of old age and I haven’t raised the money to bury you.

Not far away, there is a white stand covered with white cloth.

Under the white cloth, there is a corpse.

Brother, what are you doing... Su Xun walked up to the Confucian scholar in white.

The Confucian scholar in white took out the potion from his arms and wiped his eyes.

He reluctantly squeezed a few tears from his eyes.

My mother died, so I could only make a living by measuring calligraphy and begging for some spiritual stones. One way, I could bury my mother, and the other way, I could enter an official career.

Bai Wuyi is a scholar. The Confucian scholar choked and said: "I don't even have money to bury my mother. I am really a loser."

Having said this, the Confucian scholar burst into tears.

Mother, you left early. My child hates me and cannot die for you.

The cry of pain is so painful that it makes people feel the same.

Seeing the Confucian scholar knocking his head and bleeding, Su Xun couldn't bear it.

He took out five spiritual stones from the ring and handed them to the Confucian scholar.

Seeing the five spiritual stones, the Confucian scholar was slightly startled.

Brother, what do you mean... He choked up.

Take it and bury your mother.

Although it is difficult to become an official, a real man must have ambition.

Scholars should take the world as their own responsibility.

I believe that since your brother has such integrity, he will definitely gain fame in the future.

After hearing this, the Confucian scholar couldn't help but be moved. He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said, "Thank you, brother."

Su Xun sighed with emotion. He came to the white cloth and lifted it gently.

This time, his original expression couldn't help but be startled.

The head is that of a sheep and the legs are those of a dog.
Chapter completed!